She Don’t Want A Man lyrics

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She Don’t Want A Man lyrics

Posted on February 19, 2014

[Verse 1]She was a little red Corvette, fast as hell, turned heads on the setPretty skin, soft voice, asking for rough sexWhatever Lola wants, Lola gets,This particular evening she wanted to ride jetsEven though I knew shawty was bad news, I played it coolVowing to never turn sucker like them other dudesMisreading signals, attachment issues,Getting way too into the grip of the vagina lipsGot homies searching for relationships,She not tryna hear my type of bitchShe ran a story to me over grape juice and ciroc sipsMarried to a doctor, cuddle masterDon’t fuck her just buy her her anything tryna satisfy herOn the low, she fucking his partners, feel a void inside herCause she wasn’t fucking with a rider

[Chorus]She don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckHe tell her balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed upShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckHe tell her to drop the kids off, I tell her pick my homies upShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuck

[Verse 2]From talking it out to the parking lotFrom the parking lot to my safe houseTommy Vercetti, Spitta Andretti, this is New Jack CityMost bitches ain’t readyBut Shawty ain’t tripping, she was living alreadyMy f-ck game impressive so she come back steady.The shit, while heavy I can carry itCant get too far I mean this isn’t marriage bitchShe roll doobies as I paddle shiftWe fuck, watch movies, end up getting too groovyAnd then we smash again, she talking about himHow she feel bad about feeling so good, by giving me the assBout how if she could, she a tell a nigga everything to get it off her chestBut she don’t want see him, mad,Collecting her underwear from the rooms of my padShe got dressed and left in a flashBut she saying she be back!

[Chorus]She don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckHe tell her balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed upShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckHe tell her to drop the kids off, I tell her pick my homies upShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuck

[Verse 3]Couple days roll by, Shawty callin’ askin’ if I have timeTo put a couple in the air I was like, yeahWe could fly more than a pair there’s plenty over hereShe fell through like alwaysWe broke it down in the hallwayShe bossed her way back she don’t crawl awayHer body designed Frank CartierSay something talking heavy on her heart todayTelling her the situation is wrong and she should walk awayCause her feelings was coming into playAffecting her home life in all kinda waysHer man askin her whats wrong she don’t know what to say,But she do got a union to saveBut she in love with the lust that we’ve madeShe had far too much she could sayThat fucking me was a perfect mistake

[Chorus]She don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckHe tell her balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed upShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuckHe tell her to drop the kids off, I tell her pick my homies upShe don’t want a man, she just wanna fuck